Coconut Grove sitting in the back seat smoking a cigarette you thought was gonna be your last

elation rippled throughout the entirety of her being at their union, the dizzying essence of what it meant to be truly alive threatening to have her swoon. and how they blazed, the flames of their passion hissing and purring as they wrapped around them so that even the ethereal dancing of dappled moonbeams seemed pallid in comparison to their fire. too soon they finish and although such a moment leaves her weak with pleased rapture, it is always a shame that what is good is always deemed to last such a short period of time. the brightest, most magnificent of fires always burned out the quickest after all; the world could simply not contain what raised to such standards. 

when their contact eventually broke, the chill snaking in to snap at the eddying essence of their heat, she cast him a look of such open emotion that it daunted even herself. offering him the privilege of exploring her body was one thing, but it was lowering that drawbridge to grant him access to what lingered within each crevice of her mind that left her feeling the most naked, vulnerable. a shiver snaked down her spine as shaky breaths continued to pool from lax jaws at what had just commenced between them. it was amusing to glance about and see how nothing had changed, the water still rolled and raged in the distance whilst trees hummed and blades intertwined; all focused on their own frivolous gallivanting despite the intense moment that had just occured between the ghostly warriors. allowing a smile to grace bright features, soft steps slid her close to the heat of his substantial form. 

the gentle slink of her movements as she settled against him was not unlike the smooth ripple of a river encircling protectively around the jagged tooth of its rock. quite a fitting image too, considering the brutish power every fibre within rosencrantz screamed like the visible danger of smirking rocks whilst tundra...a placid, subtle slip of a thing. like the serene progression of a river and yet, as formidable as the rocks that resided with her for it would take just one wrong move for her to swallow anyone whole. the smile grew a little, they were quite the formidable pairing weren't they. yet her mind caught on the easy use of 'pairing' and the upturn of her lips wavered a little, what exactly did rosencrantz think of her? foolish of her to assume that this physical union would mean anything beyond that to him, she had after all lured him down here with coy smiles and batted lashes; of course he would have agreed to such a display. chewing idly at her lip, she gazed off at the spectacular ripple of light dancing upon the pivoting waves as words began to build atop her tongue. 

there was so much she wanted to say and yet...where to even start? letting loose a huffed exhale, she opted to wait a moment and instead listen to the sweet symphonies that the sea hummed as more and more stars began to awaken within the painted sky.